Inks of Heart

41

The cold water
Runs down my back,
And I jump,
Trying to escape it.

I've never liked it.
The pain that comes with it,
Like a thousand needles
Pricking all over.

I challenge myself
To bear it.
Maybe bearing it
Will make me used to it.

I get used to the coldness.
I win the challenge.
The water is still cold;
But I'm alright.

Time flows by.
I now feel a pain.
Maybe the water,
Still affects me.

Or is it that,
I wasn't supposed to get
Used to it
In the first place?

~☆~✧~✧~☆~
The pain never leaves you... Does it?
Anna